Along the Shores of Timor…

Along the Shores of Timor…

My eyes have known no secret
that my heart conceals.
I walk blindly in the night
guided only
by the faint rush of your words…
i see nothing and almost no one,
and yet i love.
What is this, heart?
You hold secrets now?
You have not seen
And yet you dream
You have not felt
And yet you yearn
You have not tasted
And yet you hunger
You have not heard
And yet you listen
You have not known…
And yet you burn…
And yet… you love.

written by Vicky, 2006

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